August 27. Friday.
Afternoon.
Dial tone.
"Aye?"
"A pleasant good afternoon to you, too."
"Up yuirs, guv. What the fuck am I doin out here anyway?"
"Watching. What else?"
"Watchin a lotto nothing, thats what."
"They still havent come out yet?"
"No."
"Any competition?"
"Jus flat-feet." Testily. "Am I gonna see any action soon or what?"
Sigh. "Patience is the virtue of men and gods. Practice it."
Connection cut.
Dial tone.